Between the two cloud-turning cars, a huge bonfire was lit at some point. It was already late at night, and Hu Qianqiu's complexion was even more ugly.

It had been a full hour and a half, but the son of the world had still not returned.

Hu Zhongyuan has long been unable to hold back. Between the eyebrows and eyes, they are all impatient. I wanted to speak several times, but I finally stopped talking and endured. In the end, he turned into a muffled snort: "Dad, I just hope you can talk and count this time, just wait for him to say-"

Hu Qianqiu didn't answer, only glared at him coldly, and continued to meditate. After a while, the tiger's eyes suddenly opened and looked at a ravine in the distance.

"Since Zong Ling Gongzi is here, why don't you come and talk about it? Could it be that you really think that the old man is deaf and dazzled, and he can't notice you bunnies?"

The voice fell, and seven miles away, a soft snort suddenly sounded. Zong Ling appeared in shape, and with Feng Xiao and a few people behind him, he walked over generously.

It wasn't until he was dozens of feet away from the cloud-turning car that he stopped, chose a one-person high stone and sat down, and sneered: "I didn't plan to hide it from you! Without the cultivation of the Grandmaster, who can hide under the nose of the Sect Ling? It's just that the Sect Spirit is a little curious, what are you father and son conspiring with the Son of the World when they have traveled thousands of miles here?"

Feng Xiao, who was following him, immediately lit up. Although this son of Zongling usually has a bit of a son's temper, but in the face of Hu Qianqiu at this time, he coped with it well, was generous and decent, and did not show fear. No wonder the sect would attach so much importance to him and order him to come over and take charge of the overall situation.

At this moment, even the Tiger Central Plains showed a bit of appreciation.

"Conspiracy?" Hu Qianqiu smiled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Since you know that I am conspiring with the prince, you are not afraid of me Hu Qianqiu killing people and destroying people?"

Zong Ling snorted slightly, and didn't care: "Lord Hu Qianqiu really has this intention, you can do it, Zong Ling will never resist." If you are determined to cut yourself off from my brother, then the spirit of the sect will not be able either. Qiantian Mountain is indispensable to your Iron Tiger clan, but you are not the only one in the adult clan. Your Excellency must know that your secret meeting with the prince here is not only feared by my brother's family. Even Zong Yang and that Grandmaster Yuan are afraid that they will have doubts. It's great inside, so please figure it out. ”

Hu Zhongyuan frowned, but sighed slightly, and persuaded Hu Qianqiu: "The son of Zongling has a noble status, and he is one of the descendants of the Zong family, father, how can you talk to him like this?"

Hu Qianqiu snorted heavily in his mouth, eager to punch his spineless son. In the depths of his eyes, he flickered even more murderously.

In the end, he didn't say a word and looked away.

"You kid has some skills. If there is something unspeakable between me and the son, you are listening and watching—"

There was a slight sigh in his words, with endless regret. Even if that prince has half the ability of this spirit, he will definitely be desperate to help the only descendant of this unfinished brother to the position of the demon king.

Zong Ling smiled disdainfully, stopped speaking, and took out some food to himself, sat on the stone, and filled his stomach. While eating, he secretly swept his gaze towards Xuanyuan Yiren on another cloud-turning car, with a bit of resentment and greed in his eyes.

At this moment, Xuanyuan is still deeply buttoning his nails into his flesh. With the help of the slightest sting, he could barely suppress the anxiety in his heart.

staring at the hills in the distance, I can't wait to keep it, and never appear here.

Li Yunniang's expression was also gloomy, and her eyes were also gloomy, but she was worried, but it was completely different from Xuanyuan Yiren.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Yunniang took a deep breath and made a decision in her heart: "Miss, can you leave with Yunniang for a while." Yun Niang has something to say, I want to know Miss!"

Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care, still staring at the hills: "What the hell is there that can't be said here?"

Li Yunniang shook her head slightly, and her tone was condensed: "It's about my Xuanshan City, as well as Miss Yiren's parents." It only takes a moment for you to say that—"

"My parents?" Xuanyuan Yiren was stunned at this time, and turned around a little suspiciously: "Is this true?"

Seeing Li Yunniang's serious face, her eyes insisted. Xuanyuan bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, but she still jumped up and swept aside.

Li Yunniang's mind was immediately relieved, and her eyes were extremely complicated and glanced at the hills over there. He also immediately got up, followed by Xuanyuan Yiren, and galloped towards that side.

Looking at the figures of these two people, gradually disappearing from the field of vision, Hu Qianqiu's thick eyebrows bent, somewhat confused: "These two girls, what are they doing." ”

But he didn't care too much, Hu Qianqiu looked up at the sky, then looked at Yin Yang again, his voice was cold, and he asked lightly: "Now that most of the time has passed, I, Hu Qianqiu, will do what I say! Half an hour later, no matter how much you plead, you will immediately set off and return to the Qiantian Mountain. Yin Yang, you need to know, today it is not my tiger Qianqiu who does not miss the old love of the king. But the son of the world does not have this blessing, and he will not arrive for a long time! Accompany you on this trip, it is already benevolent and righteous!"

"Don't be impatient, adults!"

Yin Yang's expression was still unwavering, and he was faintly confident: "I don't know if the prince can rush back at that time, but I know that if you miss it, it will definitely be your lifelong regret!"

Hu Qianqiu's tiger eyes widened slightly, and there was really a bit of surprise in his eyes. This Yin Yang's words, until this moment, did not show the slightest hint of panic. And in his words, he was really determined, as if he didn't care about his stay or not.

This Yin Yang is just that, this Lian Fan is clearly not a person from Qiantian Mountain. Why is this the case? Not only is he willing to serve under Zong Shou, but he also seems to be proud.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious and a little more expectant. Or maybe the son of an old friend can really surprise him.

Hu Zhongyuan next to him had another feeling: "I am not ashamed to say it! My father should not have come this time!"

After sneering, Hu Zhongyuan looked aside again and saw Zong Ling and his party gnawing on dry food over there. His face subconsciously sank, and he brushed his sleeves to the side. There were a few servants standing by the campfire, and they all understood. carried the two wild tooth pigs that had just been roasted to Zong Ling. And by the way, beside the stone, a fire was also raised.

Zong Ling didn't refuse, he directly took off a hind leg, bit it hard, and suddenly his mouth was full of oil, and the taste was quite delicious. I couldn't help but gratefully gesture towards the head of the tiger's original chin. The latter also smiled, and his heart was relieved and quite complacent.

said that his father was old, and he attached too much importance to his affection with the king. After the Iron Tiger clan, he still had to come up with a plan.

That son, although he is the son-in-law of the king. But with a body of two veins, how can a person be worthy of the throne of the demon king? My father is really old and confused.

The son of Zong Shi is not only one of the descendants of the Tianhu Sect, but also at the age of twenty, he is a congenital. Several hermitage sects in Yunlu in the east want to be inherited as heirlooms, and they should be cited as the reliance of the Qiantian Mountain.

In this troubled world, only the strong can gain a foothold and keep the foundation of Qiantianshan Mountain.

Dozens of miles away, a battle was hastily over. The whole process came to an end in less than half an hour.

Zong Yuan was disgraced, his body was lying on the ground and he couldn't move, but he could still speak: "Why didn't you kill me? Why did you keep your hand just now? With your swordsmanship, if you want to kill me, it won't take you ten breaths! It's really a great shame! If you die, you will die, and I don't need your men to show mercy!"

Zong Shou smiled slightly and put the sword back into its sheath. The purple thunder gun used by this person is really good. As Zong Weiran said, this person has the hope of hitting the heavens. It does not refer to the time when the spiritual tide rises, but when the spiritual energy is low.

The talent can indeed be compared with the children of some great sects, but it is a pity that the marksmanship is too scattered and unsystematic, and the points are slightly reduced.

Suddenly, Zong Shou smiled and asked, "Your purple thunder gun, did you create it yourself? This marksmanship is also self-taught?"

That Zongyuan looked stunned, his face was dark, and he snorted coldly: "I am not a descendant of your lineage, where is there any good martial arts to learn? Those big sects and big sects, they are afraid that I am a disciple of the Zong family, and they will not accept me easily." Hey, if I had the same conditions as you, the one who is said to be defeated today may not be me! I will definitely be able to put you under my gun--"

Zong Shou's eyes lit up, and he looked at this person a little higher. This guy has the same strength as the 'Tricky Sword' Ren Qianchou, but he is a talent. But it can be compared to 100,000 blood kills.

Automatically skim the next sentence of this person. Zong Shou waved his hand casually, and on the palm of his hand, thunder flashed immediately, and he laughed softly: "Speaking of the Heavenly Fox Sect, my Zong Shou is actually a branch line! If you're sorry, I have a thunder method here. If you're willing to follow me, it's okay to pass it on to you!"

Zong Yuan's expression immediately moved slightly, showing a little heartbeat, and then he turned his head and spat out in his mouth: "It's better for you to kill me!" Zong Yuan would rather die than be a traitor!"

Zong Shou couldn't help but wonder: "Cousin, you are a sincere person, why don't you even understand hypocrisy and wrongdoing?

Looking to the side, I saw that the corpse of the dragon had been disposed of by the first snow. I caught a few fierce beasts directly, and I didn't need to rush them. Eat Long Batian cleanly, leaving no traces. Leave only the moment, some belongings.

Chu Xue has been with him for a few months, and this thing like destroying corpses and destroying traces has become more and more skillful.

Zong Shou smiled, and then looked in the direction of the fire. For these two people to delay so much time, that Hu Qianqiu is said to be impatient, will he be impatient to wait?

(To be continued)